Lucy the Cat

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Barbara

Lucy, the Cat, Goes Missing!

It was a nice summer evening. The sun hadn't set yet and I was on the deck reading. My husband opened the back door and was chatting with me. All of a sudden, out of nowhere Lucy Cat appeared in the open doorway and darted out and ran under the deck, and then into the bushes. We tried everything to get her back but nothing worked. Lucy is a house cat and not used to the outdoors. My husband suggested, and I agreed, that we should just wait on the deck because she's a "fraidy cat" and would come back to her familiar surroundings soon. We waited and waited.

Finally we went to bed hoping she would appear in the morning. Morning came and no Lucy Cat.

This is the cat who loves to sleep inside my robe when I read at night.
This is the cat who tries to climb up my leg because she wants me to pick her up so I can rock her or nuzzle her. This is the cat who is so gentle, how was she going to survive in the cruel world?

I passed out flyers around the neighborhood. A week went by and no Lucy. I was getting desperate. All of a sudden I had a brilliant thought -- Go see Nancy Weber!

Nancy asked if I had put a colored picture of Lucy on the flyer because that was very important. Nope I hadn't. I again saturated the neighborhood with a new flyer with her picture. Nancy told me she felt Lucy Cat was not very far from my house. She strongly sensed something about a "number '2 house: and "drainage." Aha, I said. It must be the house just around the corner.

It has a street number of "2" and a sloping backyard. (There were a couple of other houses nearby which also fit Nancy's "number 2" and "drainage" description, but they were on the corner of busy roads, and my "fraidy cat" Lucy hates loud noises.) So I visited this house around the corner in the next 2 weeks many, many times, all times of the day and night. I even woke up once at 2: AM and in my robe walked over with my flashlight to see if she was around because Nancy said that she probably wouldn't come out in the daylight when people were around. No Lucy Cat.

Three weeks after she left, on a rainy dark evening, my neighbor, Phil, on the next block, who I knew slightly called to tell me my cat was on his deck! I told him I would be right over, and asked which number house he lived in. He said, "Number Two." Ohmygosh - I knew positively he had my Lucy Cat!

Nancy was right on the money. I never checked that house because Phil lived in one of the two houses I discarded as possibilities because they were by the busy street. My rational mind had been working overtime, instead of my intuitive one. Lucy was there because Phil had dog food and water on the deck for his dog - the noises from the street were secondary to a hungry tummy!

Lucy is glad to be back home curled up in my robe or draped around my neck which she loves. Unfortunately, my husband and I agree that, if given the opportunity, Lucy would like to have another adventure outdoors. She sometimes looks slyly at me and I know she is thinking, "Nancy will find me!"

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